When I walked along some sections of the Derwent River, I sang loudly and with great joy as a result of the emotional uplift which the river environment offered, and because I had the privilege of being able to walk freely.

It is easy for me to understand the motivations of musical composers over the centuries, and to love their work. Only now do I recall that the music played as I walked down the church aisle to be married, was Handel’s Water Music. Only now do I recall that one of Mum’s favourite vinyl LP was Strauss waltzes, with the Blue Danube Waltz ever present on the turntable. As I sit here and type, a flood of memories of water and music connections throughout my life thrill me. Were these happy memories the result of my being born in late February- Piscean territory?